Page 12 of Just The Sex

Scene 11

Wet shower

Abby & Latch

Weaving my fingers into the back of her hair, I kiss her lips, pouring so much love and absolution into it that I end up swooping her off her feet and taking her to our bedroom. But before I can lay her down, she asks me, “Can I shower first? I feel disgusting.”

“Only if I can join?” I raise my eyebrows and she nods her head, giving me that look, the one I fell in love with. And it takes me back to the beginning when things were so much simpler, and I let go of all the shit of the past, like she asked me to, and only focus on us…in this moment. Right here and right now. With her still in my arms, I carry her to the bathroom and start the shower, her lips on my neck, as she drenches it with tiny kisses. I can’t bear to set her down. Carrying her perfect body under the cold water, she laughs, flinging her head back. “What are you doing?” she yelps.

“Showering!” I set her on her feet, pulling her wet t-shirt above her head and then unclip her bra, letting her perfect tits free, attacking what is rightfully mine. She moans, holding my mouth over her nipple, and I enjoy this second, quite possibly more than I ever have any other moment with her. Wet, standing in the shower completely dressed, but all bullshit aside. We are together, moving forward, and I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure it always stays that way.

Putting every ounce of passion into my hands, I unbutton her pants and work my way inside, moving my fingers side to side over her clit. She reaches down to remove her jeans and then laughs.

“What?” I ask pulling away from her tit, so engrossed that I don’t know what’s so funny. She points down at her pants that are barely over her ass and says, “They’re stuck.”

I try and help her, tugging on the wet fabric. She’s right – they are stuck on her apple ass; laughing with her, she’s so cute in this moment, I blink a few times then ask, “Should I get the scissors?”

She swats me and tries again to push them down. It’s fuckin’ funny to watch and I can’t help laughing. “Do something! Don’t just stand there and laugh at me!”

Turning the water off, I kneel behind her and work them over her ass. Nipping each cheek every so often. She doesn’t give me any attention as she keeps moving the front, and inch by inch, we slowly get them off. Then I toss the soggy jeans out on the tile floor and look at mine. She unzips them and yanks my cock out. I’m hard as a rock, needing to just be inside her, pumping her pussy…it’s been too long.

I hold her hair back as she strokes me, kissing the end of my shaft, and I urge her on, waiting for her to take me deep in her throat. The moment she does, my ass tightens, loving what she’s doing, the way she works my cock with her hand and mouth in sequence makes my dick throb.

Her sexy lips are wide, and her nipples are so hard. Then she stops and I work my jeans all the way off, thankful they are baggy, as they don’t put up the fight hers did. Once we are both completely naked, I turn the water back on and she grabs the loofah to clean her body, but I take it from her. “Let me do that, baby.”

She watches my hand as I run it over her collarbone and the scar from the spot of her surgery. It pains me that this will always be a reminder of the accident. Making large circles, I clean her tits and stomach, gently, brushing it over the line of her C-section and the spot where our son was taken. This scar hurts the most and I drop to my knees, kissing the line gently as the water pelts my back. She knots her fingers into my hair and holds my head there for a moment, looking down at me with tears in my eyes, she says, “Don’t cry, baby. Just one day, without the past, is all I want.”

Nodding in agreement, we both need it, and as much as it hurts to swallow away the tears, I do. Turning her around, I clean her legs and ass, drooling over her body, dying to be inside of her as I touch between her ass cheeks. Then I stand and swiftly do her back, dropping the loofah as soon as I’m done and sink two fingers into her. Her eyes widen and she drops her head back. Holding on to me, moaning, coaxing me on by moving her hips forward and back. The water rinses her body clean and then I turn it off, needing more than the hot water we have to take care of her.

Wrapping her in a plush towel, she whispers, “Thank you.” And I walk her to the sink, where she grabs her toothbrush and begins to use it. The towel slips a little and I tear it all the way off her. Her sexy body drives me fucking wild, and I can’t help myself. Gripping both ass cheeks and spreading them wide, I salivate over her delectable cunt. Not able to wait another second, she gasps when I touch her with the tip of my shaft and slowly ease my way inside her, watching how she swallows up every inch of my cock, like my body was made for hers. Blending together to create the perfect masterpiece. Holding on to her hips, I start to move. She looks at me in the mirror, her wet hair dripping over one shoulder, as she finishes brushing her teeth. Not able to hold a stare, I am drawn to the point where our bodies are connected. Her thigh still has a tiny bit of yellow bruising that catches my eye, and I’m reminded of just how lucky I am that she is alive.

“Fuck, baby,” she moans and grabs the sides of the sink, her pussy locking me down with a fierce grip, causing my whole body to tense. I haven’t come in what feels like forever and I know it will be the strongest ever.

Fighting the urge, I think of anything except for what I am doing to her. Pushing away the need to let go, I just need to relish in my favorite pleasure. All I want to do is stay in this moment as long as I can, enjoying this time with her. Savoring her body and her noises. Our skin slaps together as I thrust in and out of her, filling the room, and she bucks underneath me pushing back at me, screaming, going to her happy place. Fuck, she is so gorgeous. And as I watch her come for as long as I can, she pulls me right along with her.

My fingers dig into her ass, slamming her. I love watching her slip away lost in her orgasm. Weaving my other hand into her hair, holding her right where I need her. I give her full strokes. Gritting my teeth and tightening my ass, as I push as hard as I can, releasing for what feels like the longest in my life.

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